Bring Your A Game, Mr

Chapter 634

What Elise had announced completely shut everyone's mouths. After that, everyone ate their own food

at the table and the atmosphere was unusually silent.

After dinner, she went upstairs. Now that the teacher had canceled her evening test, there was nothing

else she needed to do in particular. Therefore, there was no need for her to be constantly in school

every day.

After taking a shower, she saw the set of equipment that Wendy had given her. Then, after she

wrapped her hair with a dry towel, she sat down at the computer desk.

Finally, she opened the box and saw the words 'Apocalypse Strike' gilded on the box's interior. This

should be the name of the game.

After setting up the equipment, Elise entered the game's interface.

As a matter of fact, 'Apocalypse Strike' could not be regarded as a game in the traditional sense. It was

more like a stand-alone adventure game. After logging into the game, one did not have to do anything.

Instead, they just needed to spectate the NPC's behavior.

Elise saw Winston Churchill in the game, who had unified all the member nations. However, when the

countries were thrown into war, one of the member nations retaliated by dropping an atomic bomb. As

a result, there was a collision that destroyed the entire country.

She tried to stop it from happening but could not do anything. When the game interface turned pitch

black, the computer screen had also turned black. Then, it automatically returned to the original

desktop screen.

At once, Elise woke up from the game and glanced at the time. Only less than 5 minutes had passed?!

The game flow of 'Apocalypse Strike' is a little too fast.

Knock! Knock!

"Who is it?"

She was startled when someone suddenly knocked on her door.

"It's me, Owen," the person outside the door responded.

Elise regained her composure when she heard that and got up to open the door.

"Is something the matter?" she asked impassively.

Owen lifted the tray in his hand and said, "I saw you didn't eat much at night, so I made some supper.

Would you like to have some?"

Before she could speak, he saw the 'Apocalypse Strike' gaming equipment beside the computer desk

from the corner of his eye.

A trace of unnoticeable joy flashed in Owen's eyes. However, he quickly hid it. Then, he helped himself

and walked in. After he put down the tray in his hand, he added, "To be honest, I didn't expect you to

get married so soon. You do know that you have better choices out there, right?"

"What do you want to say?" She crossed her arms over the chest and blocked his way.

"Good advice, like medicine, is a bitter pill to swallow. Likewise, faithful admonitions are unpleasant to

the ears. Mr. Fassbender treats me well and you're his goddaughter. So I don't want to be an onlooker

when you're making a bad decision." Owen pushed his glasses and had a righteous expression on his

face. Then, he continued, "Men know men the best. Those men who think deeply of using marriage to

restrict women as soon as possible often wish to turn women into their private property. Miss Sinclair,

it's good for you to never ever set foot on this path."

"So, you're meaning to tell me that Alexander wants to keep me in captivity and raise me to be his

pet?" Elise smiled mockingly at his words.

"The fragility of humanity cannot withstand such a test. So, Miss Sinclair, I'm simply reminding you to

be cautious. Because I regard you as a family member, I'm taking the risk of being criticized as a snake

and sharing with you my innermost thoughts," Owen said, his words filled with double meanings.

"Thank you, Mr. Morgan, for your concern. But even if my husband wants to keep me in captivity, it

would only happen when I consent to it. So, you don't have to worry about the affairs between my

husband and me," she rebuked bluntly.

"If that's the case, I guess I'm overthinking," he said warmly. "Joey calls me Owen, and I regard you as

my family. So, you can just call me Owen in the future."

"That is unnecessary," Elise said coldly. "The relationship I have with the Fassbender Family can't be

put on the same pedestal as your relationship with them. It is better to distinguish some things clearly.

The world would be a chaotic mess without some boundaries."

He blurted out when he heard that, "It has always been a messed up world."

"What?" She immediately became wary of him.

"Oh, it's nothing." Owen swiftly concealed his emotions. Then, he returned to his gentle and elegant

self. "Since that's the case, I won't disturb you. Have a good rest, Miss Sinclair."

Elise did not want to continue their conversation any longer, so she was resolute when she said,

"Goodnight."

Even so, he was not annoyed and walked out calmly.

She waited until there was no sound of footsteps. Only then did she turn her face around and stare at

the door meaningfully for a while before closing the door again. Lying on the bed, she could not help

but recall Owen's words.

Why does Owen say the world is a mess? This question had troubled her all night.

Early the following day, she began to investigate the matters relating to 'Apocalypse Strike' and Wendy.

However, the result came up empty, making Elise feel all the more suspicious. Something is off about

this!

Owen quietly left the villa and went to Wendy's house in the dead of night.

"Miss Jennings," he respectfully greeted as he stood by the door at a far distance.

"Failed again?" Wendy asked, looking indifferent as she did not even bother to look at him.

Owen only replied by saying, "I underestimated the relationship between Alexander and Elise. Although

the two live separately, Elise is very protective of him."

"Then, find a way to make her completely lose hope in Alexander!!"

The next day, Elise was picked up by Winona after class.

After the last live TV broadcast, both Elise and H continued to occupy the top ten trending topics on

major social media platforms. It was something one could only dream about. As the first-tier

entertainment company in the country, Blitzy Entertainment surely would not let such an excellent

collaborative opportunity slide away.

The person they were going to meet this time was Mr. Lowry of Blitzy Entertainment. If both parties

concluded the negotiation successfully, they would join forces and make Elise the top celebrity in the

country's entertainment industry. When that time came, they would use the strength of the whole

company and push Elise into the limelight; making Elise a globally recognized name was only just a

matter of time.

When Elise and Winona arrived at the private room, Mr. Lowry and his friends had already arrived,

which made it a room full of men. Half of them were gentle-looking while the other half were ordinary

middle-aged men with plump figures and bald-headed.

As soon as they sat down, a bald man named Mr. Brown rose to his height and walked toward Elise.

When the man sitting next to Elise saw this, he sensibly gave up his seat.

"Miss Sinclair." As soon as Mr. Brown sat down, he leaned over and leeringly gave her a toast. "Care to

drink with me?"

Mr. Lowry, who was seated across from them, also helped to persuade her, "Miss Sinclair, you can't

reject his offer. Mr. Brown is our company's biggest investor. The length of your journey will be

determined by Mr. Brown's willingness to support you."

This was Cittadel's drinking culture. Regardless of anything, people evaluated everything from the

aspect of whether one drank well or not. Elise was extremely weary of this drinking culture. Her face

turned sour and she did not want to give the other party her respect at all.

However, Winona suddenly rose to her feet and calmly took the liquor handed over by Mr. Brown. She

raised her head and drank it in one shot.

"Good liquor!" Winona smacked her lips. She flattered with a smile on her face, "Mr. Brown, Elise is

allergic to alcohol. I'm afraid there might be an accident if she drinks too much. I will drink this wine on

her behalf."

"Are you deaf?" Mr. Brown's facial expression changed and it was very unsightly. "Did you not hear

me? I wanted her to have this drink with me!"

"Winona, don't be ignorant. Sit back." Mr. Lowry used his authority as a senior and lectured Winona

coldly.

However, she gave a shameless smile and bent down to whisper in Mr. Brown's ear, "Don't you know

the paparazzi who have been following Elise are pervasive lately? If she is photographed, you'll

probably get into a lot of trouble."

As soon as Mr. Brown heard this, his gaze suddenly became sharp. I almost got carried away by my

lust just now and wanted to take advantage of Elise that I actually forgot about this!